At the end of the day I didn't want to chance getting stuck again so Rebecca and I walked. But the guy that lives in the house behind us doesn't shovel his sidewalk, and it's a corner lot, so that's a whole lotta sidewalk, unshoveled. Rebecca's little legs had a lot of trouble in all of that snow, and she was crying, not even halfway to the bus stop. I finally go us out into the street, which was a little better than the sidewalk, but then we had to keep stopping to wait for cars to go by. It took a long time, but we got there, and then got back, with Rachel in tow.
Last night I asked my husband to try and do something it in the street to make it easier for me to get out. He tried using the snow blower, but it had no traction, since there's solid ice under the snow, and couldn't get through the packed down snow. So he shoveled some of it out. Then he got in my car and tried to get out. And got stuck. The neighbor was out and he helped push him out. He shoveled some more.
And this morning we hoped for the best.
Thankfully it's lots colder today. While I knew that meant we couldn't really walk to the bus stop, I thought it might make the soft, slushy snow harder, and maybe it would be harder to get stuck. Well, it worked! I got out without any problems. Now I have to hope for more of the same this afternoon.
But what I REALLY want is a snow plow!!!
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